Posted on Thursday, November 12, 2009 3:40 PM
Just made quick stop at my local coffeeshop on Leidseplein, and as I got there a young kid was waiting in line at the counter. I was looking for his diaper – I know, as the years pass I am loosing all ability to distinguish between 14 and say, 18. I guess youth nowadays dazzles me to the extent that I can no longer notice the details. I’m really fortunate that I’ve always preferred older men to twinks, or this newfound age-blindness could have lead me into serious trouble.
Anyway, at the counter the young twink flashed his ID, all smiles and exuberance. He just turned 18 today, and it was his first time into a coffeeshop. Everybody was exceedingly nice to him, congratulations all around, he even got an extra joint as a birthday present, and he left engulfed in the pleasure of having ticked off another symbol of his adulthood.
Coming of age in Amsterdam, it really is something special.